Chapter 33
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In Tianfu's secret place, the man in cloth is still standing in the black passage.
After the end of January, the monks received instructions and came to the initial channel one after another. So many violent friars, but in front of men in cloth clothes, quiet as a virgin, like a timid girl of first love.
The man in cloth carelessly sweeps the demons with his eyes and looks up at the sky mysteriously.
Outside Tianfu's secret place, the elders who are waiting for the help of the sect are not idle. They still instill the spirit power into the jade talisman and want to open the secret place again.
Time is running out
The man in cloth thought that he motioned most of the magicians to return to the demon world through the channel. He and several elite disciples stayed, ready to completely destroy those decent disciples and The secret place itself.
He took out a black pendant from his neck and floated in front of him. His eyes were covered with blood. The rest separated their wrists and dropped blood on the pendant.
"Dear old devil, I call on you to help me with the covenant of a thousand years ago. Please destroy this world..." The seal on the cloth man's chest shoots a laser, echoing the notch on the pendant.
A cloud of black smoke from the pendant, in mid air into ancient magic form.
The ancient devil had two horns, three heads and six arms, standing in mid air, blocking the sky. The thick black fog dispersed from him and buried the world.
"Roar" -- the first thing in this world, it looks up and roars out its dissatisfaction.
It's just an ancient magic idea. It's in accordance with the agreement with the demons and accomplishes one thing for them.
The real one, in the ancient war, had already died.
The magic sound made the black fog roll away.
The ancient devil opened his scarlet eyes and followed the words of the man in cloth. The idea of killing occupied his mind.
The man in cloth looked at all this with satisfaction.
After all, the idea of ancient demons and gods is just a kind of idea of immortality. If it's outside, it's easy to deal with it with the inside information of the four gate school. But in the secret place of Tianfu, the magic fog will corrode all the life that comes into contact with, and no one can stop it.
Tianfu secret place, the whole world, all creatures, are shaking.
When the ancient demons appeared and the earth cracked, Lin Zhizhi was seizing the time to consolidate his cultivation. Before he came in, he had just entered the 13th floor of the gas refining period. During this period, because of all kinds of adventures and fighting with the demon cultivation, his realm was consolidated and improved a little bit at the same time.
Unfortunately, the sudden shock interrupted him, and the corrosive black fog enveloped the world at a very fast speed, including Lin Zhizhi himself.
He had to set up a thunder shield. The God thunder with abundant immortal spirit isolated the dark fog of the ancient devil and made a Zizi sound.
But Lin Zhizhi was only practicing in the period of refining Qi. His aura couldn't support him. How long did he ask the immortal sword. In order to avoid the fate of being engulfed by the black fog, the young man had to grit his teeth, took out a lot of pills from the heaven and earth ring and put them in his mouth to maintain Lei dun.
Until the pills were used up, he was so cruel that he had to take the xulingcao he had just got.
Different from traditional Chinese medicine, lingcao has not been quenched. Swallowing it so raw will lead to some side effects, such as the instant burst of meridians by unhygienic aura.
There is no choice now.
At the moment of taking the spirit grass, Lin Zhizhi felt that it was dark in front of his eyes, and he could hardly bear the power of the spirit grass.
……
-- the man in cloth stands in the passage, the wind is whispering, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, watching the ancient demons rampant.
When he was full of interest, there was a cold light in the sky above the ancient devil.
When you look at Dingqing again, the body of the ancient devil who was walking has been separated, and the upper part of the body is mixed with black fog, falling slowly. There was still an incredible look on that cow like face.
The man in cloth looked up, but no one was found. There was only a gap in the sky that day.
For him, it was more terrible than the appearance of the sect leader holding the treasure of the town.
Because this means that this person from the outside world with a sword to penetrate the secret, opened a way, and the ancient devil as a chicken without the power to cut.
A sword breaks the sky.
The right way How could there be such a powerful sword repair?
He was in suspense.
In the crack came a man in purple.
His face was beautiful, his eyes were purple, and the deep purple veil was rolling outside his black robe.
But the man in cloth has no intention to care about his appearance. From a distance, this man's sense of oppression has surpassed all others, just like mayfly's sense of powerlessness in the face of the boundless world.
The other side is too strong.
Maybe Only the devil can compete with him.
Run!
He has only one idea! The man in cloth broke his wrist and made a decision to give up in his heart. At the same time, he crushed the big moving symbol hidden in his sleeve and wanted to send it back to the demon clan to tell the master about the man.
But he couldn't move.
The big move symbol has come into effect, the space law has wrapped him up, and the transmission array under his feet has been formed, but he just can't walk. I can only watch the man go to the other side without looking back.And he's still tied in place.
Not long after the man in purple left, several elders of the four sects came into the crack. One of the old men was the first to find the cloth demon Xiu. He was not good at complexion and led others around him. He tied the man in cloth with the Xuan wood shackles.
"Just now Is that daozun? " Taking advantage of the time when the rest of the people searched the cloth demon, zhennao fenhewei looked at the place where Xuanhua had disappeared, but he still refused to forget, "that sword really made me smell it in the morning and die in the evening! If you can understand the mystery of that sword... "
The elder of the Haoran sect nodded and ignored the second sentence of the real man He Wei. His face was worried: "it's not difficult for Taoist to get out of the mountain. This time he came to Tianfu's secret place. There must be something strange."
"Maybe there's another magic weapon in the secret place that affects the fate of our people, or maybe it's a disaster." The elder of tianyinmen agreed.
"We can't take care of the future disaster, we can only control what is in front of us. This demon cultivation killed my disciple. I will make sure that he can't survive or die, and that he can't train his soul into the Yin ghost sail. " Yin spring elder Yin Sen way.
The cloth clothes demon repair was shackled by the mysterious wood which is the most precious treasure of the Haoran gate in the legend, and his whole body cultivation didn't leave a little bit, and the Haoran righteousness made him torment abnormally. Listening to the words of the elders of the four sects, he had a trace of remorse in his heart besides a sudden realization of the man's identity. He just wanted to look up and make fun of himself.
-- this secret place actually hides the secret that can attract people like daozun. However, he has been in Baoshan for a whole month, but he doesn't know it. He really died unjustly!
If he knew that Xuanhua had come here for his little apprentice, would he still feel that he had died unjustly
Among the major sects, only He Wei has a quick mind. He guesses that Lord daozun may not come for the human race. After all, he seems to have a little apprentice in a secret place
Let's not mention it for a moment. With Xuanhua's broad mind, it's not difficult to cover the whole secret place. Soon he found Lin Zhizhi.
However, although the black fog disappeared with the death of the ancient devil, the sequelae of xulingcao still remained on Lin Zhizhi. His aura is in disorder, hitting the meridians like a fly.
When Xuanhua came to him, he fell down in one hand, grabbed hard in the soil, sweating all over.
"You did a good job."
Master daozun put his hand in the center of his brow and forced him to fall asleep. He put Lin Zhizhi in his arms and attached his meridians with one hand. He used his aura to guide him and found that he was very hot.
Xuanhua ponders for a moment, sweeps his long sleeves, and then directly takes Lin Zhizhi back to the Luoxian sword sect. He lets the four sect elders watch the demon cultivation, and waits for him for nearly a day before he leaves the secret place under the leader's call.
At that time, Lin Zhizhi had been lying on the ice bed of daozun, and his temperature was almost stable. Xuanhua was sitting by the bed, holding his little apprentice in his arms, and he was obedient to him bit by bit.
Lin Zhizhi's original steady aura almost boils under the action of xulingcao. Besides the damage to the meridians, it also stimulates his petal imprint in Dantian.
That small bud, gradually growing, has the potential to open.
The black haired boy's hair was wet on his forehead, and his white clothes showed his flexible waist tightly. Lin Zhizhi's heart beat louder and louder, and his body temperature, which had fallen down, rose again. The whole person sent out a faint sweet smell, until it enveloped Xuanhua.
Xuanhua's determination is very good.
There was the first beauty of the demons dancing in front of him, and he was indifferent.
At the beginning of the smell, Xuanhua thought it was the body fragrance of the young man in his arms, still holding each other's white wrist coldly, leading the aura back.
With the strong fragrance, Xuanhua's hand, which was as steady as Mount Tai in the face of the most powerful enemy, hesitated and rubbed the tender and smooth skin. I can't help but flash the appearance of the little apprentice when he first came to the Lingquan pool.
As if he felt something, Lin Zhizhi moved and wanted to take back his wrist. Xuanhua didn't know what he thought, so he used some force to imprison him in his hand, and the other hand raised the young man's jaw.
Lin Zhizhi was still unconscious at that time. The normally cold young master is now obediently lying in his arms, with a bit of ruddy tongue between the hot and slightly open teeth, which makes Xuanhua increase his strength. At last, he let go of his wrists in the voice of dissatisfaction and small animals.
The fragrance is more and more rich, and Xuanhua's eyes are full of deep purple whirlpool.
His hand covered the whole face of the young man and moved slowly. From his smooth and white forehead, to his long curly eyelashes, to his high nose, it slowly unfolded in front of his eyes and in his heart.
It took him a long time to hold the boy's hand and kiss it on the back of his hand.
……
Lin Zhizhi's body heat slowly receded, blinked weakly and opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Xuanhua.
Well, that head [Xuanhua, his liking index is 100, and his attitude is that he wants to practice both. 】My master.
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In Tianfu's secret place, the man in cloth is still standing in the black passage.
After the end of January, the monks received instructions and came to the initial channel one after another. So many violent friars, but in front of men in cloth clothes, quiet as a virgin, like a timid girl of first love.
The man in cloth carelessly sweeps the demons with his eyes and looks up at the sky mysteriously.
Outside Tianfu's secret place, the elders who are waiting for the help of the sect are not idle. They still instill the spirit power into the jade talisman and want to open the secret place again.
Time is running out
The man in cloth thought that he motioned most of the magicians to return to the demon world through the channel. He and several elite disciples stayed, ready to completely destroy those decent disciples and The secret place itself.
He took out a black pendant from his neck and floated in front of him. His eyes were covered with blood. The rest separated their wrists and dropped blood on the pendant.
"Dear old devil, I call on you to help me with the covenant of a thousand years ago. Please destroy this world..." The seal on the cloth man's chest shoots a laser, echoing the notch on the pendant.
A cloud of black smoke from the pendant, in mid air into ancient magic form.
The ancient devil had two horns, three heads and six arms, standing in mid air, blocking the sky. The thick black fog dispersed from him and buried the world.
"Roar" -- the first thing in this world, it looks up and roars out its dissatisfaction.
It's just an ancient magic idea. It's in accordance with the agreement with the demons and accomplishes one thing for them.
The real one, in the ancient war, had already died.
The magic sound made the black fog roll away.
The ancient devil opened his scarlet eyes and followed the words of the man in cloth. The idea of killing occupied his mind.
The man in cloth looked at all this with satisfaction.
After all, the idea of ancient demons and gods is just a kind of idea of immortality. If it's outside, it's easy to deal with it with the inside information of the four gate school. But in the secret place of Tianfu, the magic fog will corrode all the life that comes into contact with, and no one can stop it.
Tianfu secret place, the whole world, all creatures, are shaking.
When the ancient demons appeared and the earth cracked, Lin Zhizhi was seizing the time to consolidate his cultivation. Before he came in, he had just entered the 13th floor of the gas refining period. During this period, because of all kinds of adventures and fighting with the demon cultivation, his realm was consolidated and improved a little bit at the same time.
Unfortunately, the sudden shock interrupted him, and the corrosive black fog enveloped the world at a very fast speed, including Lin Zhizhi himself.
He had to set up a thunder shield. The God thunder with abundant immortal spirit isolated the dark fog of the ancient devil and made a Zizi sound.
But Lin Zhizhi was only practicing in the period of refining Qi. His aura couldn't support him. How long did he ask the immortal sword. In order to avoid the fate of being engulfed by the black fog, the young man had to grit his teeth, took out a lot of pills from the heaven and earth ring and put them in his mouth to maintain Lei dun.
Until the pills were used up, he was so cruel that he had to take the xulingcao he had just got.
Different from traditional Chinese medicine, lingcao has not been quenched. Swallowing it so raw will lead to some side effects, such as the instant burst of meridians by unhygienic aura.
There is no choice now.
At the moment of taking the spirit grass, Lin Zhizhi felt that it was dark in front of his eyes, and he could hardly bear the power of the spirit grass.
……
-- the man in cloth stands in the passage, the wind is whispering, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, watching the ancient demons rampant.
When he was full of interest, there was a cold light in the sky above the ancient devil.
When you look at Dingqing again, the body of the ancient devil who was walking has been separated, and the upper part of the body is mixed with black fog, falling slowly. There was still an incredible look on that cow like face.
The man in cloth looked up, but no one was found. There was only a gap in the sky that day.
For him, it was more terrible than the appearance of the sect leader holding the treasure of the town.
Because this means that this person from the outside world with a sword to penetrate the secret, opened a way, and the ancient devil as a chicken without the power to cut.
A sword breaks the sky.
The right way How could there be such a powerful sword repair?
He was in suspense.
In the crack came a man in purple.
His face was beautiful, his eyes were purple, and the deep purple veil was rolling outside his black robe.
But the man in cloth has no intention to care about his appearance. From a distance, this man's sense of oppression has surpassed all others, just like mayfly's sense of powerlessness in the face of the boundless world.
The other side is too strong.
Maybe Only the devil can compete with him.
Run!
He has only one idea! The man in cloth broke his wrist and made a decision to give up in his heart. At the same time, he crushed the big moving symbol hidden in his sleeve and wanted to send it back to the demon clan to tell the master about the man.
But he couldn't move.
The big move symbol has come into effect, the space law has wrapped him up, and the transmission array under his feet has been formed, but he just can't walk. I can only watch the man go to the other side without looking back.And he's still tied in place.
Not long after the man in purple left, several elders of the four sects came into the crack. One of the old men was the first to find the cloth demon Xiu. He was not good at complexion and led others around him. He tied the man in cloth with the Xuan wood shackles.
"Just now Is that daozun? " Taking advantage of the time when the rest of the people searched the cloth demon, zhennao fenhewei looked at the place where Xuanhua had disappeared, but he still refused to forget, "that sword really made me smell it in the morning and die in the evening! If you can understand the mystery of that sword... "
The elder of the Haoran sect nodded and ignored the second sentence of the real man He Wei. His face was worried: "it's not difficult for Taoist to get out of the mountain. This time he came to Tianfu's secret place. There must be something strange."
"Maybe there's another magic weapon in the secret place that affects the fate of our people, or maybe it's a disaster." The elder of tianyinmen agreed.
"We can't take care of the future disaster, we can only control what is in front of us. This demon cultivation killed my disciple. I will make sure that he can't survive or die, and that he can't train his soul into the Yin ghost sail. " Yin spring elder Yin Sen way.
The cloth clothes demon repair was shackled by the mysterious wood which is the most precious treasure of the Haoran gate in the legend, and his whole body cultivation didn't leave a little bit, and the Haoran righteousness made him torment abnormally. Listening to the words of the elders of the four sects, he had a trace of remorse in his heart besides a sudden realization of the man's identity. He just wanted to look up and make fun of himself.
-- this secret place actually hides the secret that can attract people like daozun. However, he has been in Baoshan for a whole month, but he doesn't know it. He really died unjustly!
If he knew that Xuanhua had come here for his little apprentice, would he still feel that he had died unjustly
Among the major sects, only He Wei has a quick mind. He guesses that Lord daozun may not come for the human race. After all, he seems to have a little apprentice in a secret place
Let's not mention it for a moment. With Xuanhua's broad mind, it's not difficult to cover the whole secret place. Soon he found Lin Zhizhi.
However, although the black fog disappeared with the death of the ancient devil, the sequelae of xulingcao still remained on Lin Zhizhi. His aura is in disorder, hitting the meridians like a fly.
When Xuanhua came to him, he fell down in one hand, grabbed hard in the soil, sweating all over.
"You did a good job."
Master daozun put his hand in the center of his brow and forced him to fall asleep. He put Lin Zhizhi in his arms and attached his meridians with one hand. He used his aura to guide him and found that he was very hot.
Xuanhua ponders for a moment, sweeps his long sleeves, and then directly takes Lin Zhizhi back to the Luoxian sword sect. He lets the four sect elders watch the demon cultivation, and waits for him for nearly a day before he leaves the secret place under the leader's call.
At that time, Lin Zhizhi had been lying on the ice bed of daozun, and his temperature was almost stable. Xuanhua was sitting by the bed, holding his little apprentice in his arms, and he was obedient to him bit by bit.
Lin Zhizhi's original steady aura almost boils under the action of xulingcao. Besides the damage to the meridians, it also stimulates his petal imprint in Dantian.
That small bud, gradually growing, has the potential to open.
The black haired boy's hair was wet on his forehead, and his white clothes showed his flexible waist tightly. Lin Zhizhi's heart beat louder and louder, and his body temperature, which had fallen down, rose again. The whole person sent out a faint sweet smell, until it enveloped Xuanhua.
Xuanhua's determination is very good.
There was the first beauty of the demons dancing in front of him, and he was indifferent.
At the beginning of the smell, Xuanhua thought it was the body fragrance of the young man in his arms, still holding each other's white wrist coldly, leading the aura back.
With the strong fragrance, Xuanhua's hand, which was as steady as Mount Tai in the face of the most powerful enemy, hesitated and rubbed the tender and smooth skin. I can't help but flash the appearance of the little apprentice when he first came to the Lingquan pool.
As if he felt something, Lin Zhizhi moved and wanted to take back his wrist. Xuanhua didn't know what he thought, so he used some force to imprison him in his hand, and the other hand raised the young man's jaw.
Lin Zhizhi was still unconscious at that time. The normally cold young master is now obediently lying in his arms, with a bit of ruddy tongue between the hot and slightly open teeth, which makes Xuanhua increase his strength. At last, he let go of his wrists in the voice of dissatisfaction and small animals.
The fragrance is more and more rich, and Xuanhua's eyes are full of deep purple whirlpool.
His hand covered the whole face of the young man and moved slowly. From his smooth and white forehead, to his long curly eyelashes, to his high nose, it slowly unfolded in front of his eyes and in his heart.
It took him a long time to hold the boy's hand and kiss it on the back of his hand.
……
Lin Zhizhi's body heat slowly receded, blinked weakly and opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Xuanhua.
Well, that head [Xuanhua, his liking index is 100, and his attitude is that he wants to practice both. 】My master.
In Tianfu's secret place, the man in cloth is still standing in the black passage. After the end of January, the monks received instructions and came to the initial channel one after another. So many violent friars, but in front of men in cloth clothes, quiet as a virgin, like a timid girl of first love. The man in cloth carelessly sweeps the demons with his eyes and looks up at the sky mysteriously. Outside Tianfu's secret place, the elders who are waiting for the help of the sect are not idle. They still instill the spirit power into the jade talisman and want to open the secret place again. Time is running out The man in cloth thought that he motioned most of the magicians to return to the demon world through the channel. He and several elite disciples stayed, ready to completely destroy those decent disciples and The secret place itself. He took out a black pendant from his neck and floated in front of him. His eyes were covered with blood. The rest separated their wrists and dropped blood on the pendant. "Dear old devil, I call on you to help me with the covenant of a thousand years ago. Please destroy this world..." The seal on the cloth man's chest shoots a laser, echoing the notch on the pendant. A cloud of black smoke from the pendant, in mid air into ancient magic form. The ancient devil had two horns, three heads and six arms, standing in mid air, blocking the sky. The thick black fog dispersed from him and buried the world. "Roar" -- the first thing in this world, it looks up and roars out its dissatisfaction. It's just an ancient magic idea. It's in accordance with the agreement with the demons and accomplishes one thing for them. The real one, in the ancient war, had already died. The magic sound made the black fog roll away. The ancient devil opened his scarlet eyes and followed the words of the man in cloth. The idea of killing occupied his mind. The man in cloth looked at all this with satisfaction. After all, the idea of ancient demons and gods is just a kind of idea of immortality. If it's outside, it's easy to deal with it with the inside information of the four gate school. But in the secret place of Tianfu, the magic fog will corrode all the life that comes into contact with, and no one can stop it. Tianfu secret place, the whole world, all creatures, are shaking. When the ancient demons appeared and the earth cracked, Lin Zhizhi was seizing the time to consolidate his cultivation. Before he came in, he had just entered the 13th floor of the gas refining period. During this period, because of all kinds of adventures and fighting with the demon cultivation, his realm was consolidated and improved a little bit at the same time. Unfortunately, the sudden shock interrupted him, and the corrosive black fog enveloped the world at a very fast speed, including Lin Zhizhi himself. He had to set up a thunder shield. The God thunder with abundant immortal spirit isolated the dark fog of the ancient devil and made a Zizi sound. But Lin Zhizhi was only practicing in the period of refining Qi. His aura couldn't support him. How long did he ask the immortal sword. In order to avoid the fate of being engulfed by the black fog, the young man had to grit his teeth, took out a lot of pills from the heaven and earth ring and put them in his mouth to maintain Lei dun. Until the pills were used up, he was so cruel that he had to take the xulingcao he had just got. Different from traditional Chinese medicine, lingcao has not been quenched. Swallowing it so raw will lead to some side effects, such as the instant burst of meridians by unhygienic aura. There is no choice now. At the moment of taking the spirit grass, Lin Zhizhi felt that it was dark in front of his eyes, and he could hardly bear the power of the spirit grass. -- the man in cloth stands in the passage, the wind is whispering, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, watching the ancient demons rampant. When he was full of interest, there was a cold light in the sky above the ancient devil. When you look at Dingqing again, the body of the ancient devil who was walking has been separated, and the upper part of the body is mixed with black fog, falling slowly. There was still an incredible look on that cow like face. The man in cloth looked up, but no one was found. There was only a gap in the sky that day. For him, it was more terrible than the appearance of the sect leader holding the treasure of the town. Because this means that this person from the outside world with a sword to penetrate the secret, opened a way, and the ancient devil as a chicken without the power to cut. A sword breaks the sky. The right way How could there be such a powerful sword repair? He was in suspense. In the crack came a man in purple. His face was beautiful, his eyes were purple, and the deep purple veil was rolling outside his black robe. But the man in cloth has no intention to care about his appearance. From a distance, this man's sense of oppression has surpassed all others, just like mayfly's sense of powerlessness in the face of the boundless world. The other side is too strong. Maybe Only the devil can compete with him. Run! He has only one idea! The man in cloth broke his wrist and made a decision to give up in his heart. At the same time, he crushed the big moving symbol hidden in his sleeve and wanted to send it back to the demon clan to tell the master about the man. But he couldn't move. The big move symbol has come into effect, the space law has wrapped him up, and the transmission array under his feet has been formed, but he just can't walk. I can only watch the man go to the other side without looking back.And he's still tied in place. Not long after the man in purple left, several elders of the four sects came into the crack. One of the old men was the first to find the cloth demon Xiu. He was not good at complexion and led others around him. He tied the man in cloth with the Xuan wood shackles. "Just now Is that daozun? " Taking advantage of the time when the rest of the people searched the cloth demon, zhennao fenhewei looked at the place where Xuanhua had disappeared, but he still refused to forget, "that sword really made me smell it in the morning and die in the evening! If you can understand the mystery of that sword... " The elder of the Haoran sect nodded and ignored the second sentence of the real man He Wei. His face was worried: "it's not difficult for Taoist to get out of the mountain. This time he came to Tianfu's secret place. There must be something strange." "Maybe there's another magic weapon in the secret place that affects the fate of our people, or maybe it's a disaster." The elder of tianyinmen agreed. "We can't take care of the future disaster, we can only control what is in front of us. This demon cultivation killed my disciple. I will make sure that he can't survive or die, and that he can't train his soul into the Yin ghost sail. " Yin spring elder Yin Sen way. The cloth clothes demon repair was shackled by the mysterious wood which is the most precious treasure of the Haoran gate in the legend, and his whole body cultivation didn't leave a little bit, and the Haoran righteousness made him torment abnormally. Listening to the words of the elders of the four sects, he had a trace of remorse in his heart besides a sudden realization of the man's identity. He just wanted to look up and make fun of himself. -- this secret place actually hides the secret that can attract people like daozun. However, he has been in Baoshan for a whole month, but he doesn't know it. He really died unjustly! If he knew that Xuanhua had come here for his little apprentice, would he still feel that he had died unjustly Among the major sects, only He Wei has a quick mind. He guesses that Lord daozun may not come for the human race. After all, he seems to have a little apprentice in a secret place Let's not mention it for a moment. With Xuanhua's broad mind, it's not difficult to cover the whole secret place. Soon he found Lin Zhizhi. However, although the black fog disappeared with the death of the ancient devil, the sequelae of xulingcao still remained on Lin Zhizhi. His aura is in disorder, hitting the meridians like a fly. When Xuanhua came to him, he fell down in one hand, grabbed hard in the soil, sweating all over. "You did a good job." Master daozun put his hand in the center of his brow and forced him to fall asleep. He put Lin Zhizhi in his arms and attached his meridians with one hand. He used his aura to guide him and found that he was very hot. Xuanhua ponders for a moment, sweeps his long sleeves, and then directly takes Lin Zhizhi back to the Luoxian sword sect. He lets the four sect elders watch the demon cultivation, and waits for him for nearly a day before he leaves the secret place under the leader's call. At that time, Lin Zhizhi had been lying on the ice bed of daozun, and his temperature was almost stable. Xuanhua was sitting by the bed, holding his little apprentice in his arms, and he was obedient to him bit by bit. Lin Zhizhi's original steady aura almost boils under the action of xulingcao. Besides the damage to the meridians, it also stimulates his petal imprint in Dantian. That small bud, gradually growing, has the potential to open. The black haired boy's hair was wet on his forehead, and his white clothes showed his flexible waist tightly. Lin Zhizhi's heart beat louder and louder, and his body temperature, which had fallen down, rose again. The whole person sent out a faint sweet smell, until it enveloped Xuanhua. Xuanhua's determination is very good. There was the first beauty of the demons dancing in front of him, and he was indifferent. At the beginning of the smell, Xuanhua thought it was the body fragrance of the young man in his arms, still holding each other's white wrist coldly, leading the aura back. With the strong fragrance, Xuanhua's hand, which was as steady as Mount Tai in the face of the most powerful enemy, hesitated and rubbed the tender and smooth skin. I can't help but flash the appearance of the little apprentice when he first came to the Lingquan pool. As if he felt something, Lin Zhizhi moved and wanted to take back his wrist. Xuanhua didn't know what he thought, so he used some force to imprison him in his hand, and the other hand raised the young man's jaw. Lin Zhizhi was still unconscious at that time. The normally cold young master is now obediently lying in his arms, with a bit of ruddy tongue between the hot and slightly open teeth, which makes Xuanhua increase his strength. At last, he let go of his wrists in the voice of dissatisfaction and small animals. The fragrance is more and more rich, and Xuanhua's eyes are full of deep purple whirlpool. His hand covered the whole face of the young man and moved slowly. From his smooth and white forehead, to his long curly eyelashes, to his high nose, it slowly unfolded in front of his eyes and in his heart. It took him a long time to hold the boy's hand and kiss it on the back of his hand. Lin Zhizhi's body heat slowly receded, blinked weakly and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Xuanhua. Well, that head Xuanhua, his liking index is 100, and his attitude is that he wants to practice both. My master.
